Within the blood pool of the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, decadent miasma coiled through the air, veiling the laws of heaven and earth.
Beneath the Bloodfall, Xuan Yu looked at the young man before her, a remarkably gentle smile on her lips. The status of women in the Heavenly Demon Clan was far inferior to that of men; they could not even choose their own husbands. She was already fortunate—at least, she still had a chance to choose.
Xuan Yu raised her hand and gently caressed the young man's face. A faint, rosy aura spread through the air, thread by thread sinking into his body.
Before long, Ning Chen's skin gradually turned dark red. His temperature soared, and even his breathing began to quicken.
His eyes flew open, blazing with fierce killing intent. Ning Chen seized her throat, forcibly suppressing the waves of instinctive desire surging within him. He drove his cultivation to its limit, intending to kill the woman before him before the desire in his body erupted.
He had been cautious at every step, yet still suffered a single lapse amidst a hundred precautions. He had believed this place temporarily safe, which was why he had devoted himself wholly to cultivation and ignored the outside world. He had never expected someone in the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land to strike against him.
The desire poison spread. Ning Chen's blood and qi churned violently, impossible to suppress. Caught off guard and ambushed, the poison seeped through his meridians, and his consciousness soon began to blur.
"Thirteenth Imperial Brother, this sister advises you not to struggle. The more you use your true qi, the faster the poison within you will spread."
Xuan Yu broke free of his grasp. Her alluring body swayed like a water snake as she wrapped herself around